GIFT  OF 


The  Little  Teachers 


The  Little  Teachers 


A  Story  for  Big  and 
Little  Children 


By 

Ralph  Crosman 


The  ten  Bosch  Company 

121  Second  St..  San  Francisco 


COPYRIGHT  1912,  BY  RALPH  CROSMAN 


The  Little  Teachers 


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The  Little  Teachers 


Once  there  was  a  great  city  in 
which  only  children  lived.  Some  of 
them  were  big,  grown-up  children, 
called  men  and  women ;  and  some  of 
them  were  little  children,  known  as 
boys  and  girls. 

Now  the  children  had  been  told  by 
a  Great  Teacher  that  they  must 
always  be  kind  and  just  to  one  an- 
other, and  always  Play  Fair  in  their 
games.  The  Great  Teacher  had  told 
them  that  their  games  would  not 
come  out  right  if  they  did  not  use 
Fair  Play  all  the  time.  So,  as  the 
Big  Children  went  about  their  favor- 
ite game — the  one  they  called  Work- 
of-the- World — many  of  them  tried  to 


The  Little  Teachers 

be  kind  and  just  to  their  playmates. 
But  as  they  could  remember  the 
words  of  the  Great  Teacher  only  a 
few  minutes  at  a  time,  they  often 
quarreled  with  one  another  and  said 
and  did  many  unkind  and  unjust 
things.  They  were  often  resentful 
and  did  mean  tricks. 

Now  this  strange  city  was  full  of 
trial  and  tribulation.  Curiously 
enough,  however,  it  was  the  big, 
grown-up  children  who  were  the 
hardest  pressed  by  trouble.  The  Lit- 
tle Children  got  along  with  one  an- 
other much  better  and  were  freer 
and  happier — except  some  of  them 
who  learned  to  imitate  the  older  ones 
in  their  naughty  ways. 

As  time  went  on,  the  Big  Children 
had  so  much  trouble  that  they  be- 
came very  peevish  in  their  play. 


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Often  they  said  and  did  mean  things 
that  they  knew  were  not  Fair  Play, 
without  knowing  why  they  said  or 
did  them.  And  if  they  were  asked 
why  they  did  not  Play  Fair,  or  why 
they  did  certain  queer  things,  they 
would  answer  that  it  was  because  they 
had  to  keep  the  games  going.  They 
said  that  if  they  did  not  do  unfair 
tricks  once  in  a  while,  that  if  they 
did  not  bustle  around  and  make  a  big 
stir,  the  games  would  all  die  out  or 
be  broken  up.  They  said  that  the 
Little  Children  did  not  know  how  to 
look  out  for  themselves  while  they 
played,  and  that  they,  the  Big  Chil- 
dren, sometimes  had  to  do  queer 
things  to  the  little  ones  to  protect 
them. 

Well,  things  went  on  this  way  for 
quite  a  while.    The  more  trouble  the 


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Big  Children  had,  the  more  trouble 
the  Next  Smaller  Children  seemed  to 
have  also.  Trouble  seemed  to  go 
down  from  the  Big  Children  to  the 
Next  Smaller  Children,  and  from 
them  to  the  next  smaller  and  so  on, 
until  finally  some  of  the  Little  Chil- 
dren, who  did  not  want  to  be  left  out 
altogether,  followed  the  example  of 
the  older  ones  and  began  to  feel  un- 
comfortable and  to  become  peevish 
in  their  play. 

But  there  were  some  of  the  Little 
Children  who  could  not  learn  the  un- 
fair ways  and  plays  of  the  older  ones, 
and  who  would  not  join  in  the  fear 
games  and  the  trouble  plays.  Even 
when  the  Big-Girls-Who-Played- 
They-  We  re-Mothers  and  the  Big- 
Boys  -  Who  -  Played  -  They  -  Were  - 
Fathers  talked  loudly  about  Fear 


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Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things  or 
whispered  about  them  just  loud 
enough  for  the  little  ones  to  hear, 
these  Little  Children  refused  to  have 
anything  to  do  with  the  Fear 
Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things. 

It  seemed  just  as  if  clouds  of  Fear 
Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things,  com- 
ing from  nowhere,  settled  down  upon 
the  heads  of  the  cityful  of  Big  Chil- 
dren first,  then  upon  the  Next  Small- 
er Children,  and  so  on  until  they 
came  to  some  of  the  Little  Chil- 
dren, who,  without  knowing  anything 
about  it,  could  not  receive  the  Fear 
Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things.  So, 
not  being  received  by  these  little  ones, 
the  clouds  of  Fear  Thoughts  and 
Trouble  Things  stopped,  leaving  the 
Little  Children  untouched,  free,  hap- 
py, and  full  of  joy. 


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While  the  Big  Children  were  all 
mixed  up  with  Fear  Thoughts  and 
Trouble  Things  and  so  were  full  of 
trial  and  tribulation,  down  where  the 
Little  Children  lived,  all  was  joy  and 
happiness.  While  the  BigBoys  played 
their  big  business  games  and  the 
Big  Girls  played  giving  big  dinner 
parties,  all  of  them  mixed  up  with 
clouds  of  Fear  Thoughts  and  Trouble 
Things,  and  many  of  them  doing 
mean  tricks  to  keep  the  games  going, 
the  Little  Children,  down  where  the 
sky  was  blue  and  crystal  clear  and 
warm  and  sunny,  Played  Fair  in  their 
little  games,  without  trying  at  all  to 
keep  them  going  when  they  were 
tired. 

Then  by  and  by  one  or  two  of  the 
Big  Children  who  were  very  tired 
with  their  own  play,  noticed  some- 


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thing  good  and  restful  down  where 
the  Little  Children  lived,  and  so  went 
down  and  played  with  them.  To 
have  the  Big  Children  come  to  play 
with  them  seemed  very  wonderful  to 
the  Little  Children,  but  it  seemed 
more  wonderful  to  the  Big  Children 
who  saw  for  the  first  time  how  the 
Little  Children  played  their  games. 
It  was  the  only  place  the  Big  Chil- 
dren had  ever  been  in  where  they 
could  look  off  and  see  the  clouds  of 
Fear  Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things 
apart  from  themselves. 

When  the  Big  Children  who  visit- 
ed the  playgrounds  of  the  Little  Chil- 
dren went  back  to  their  own  games, 
and  told  the  Big  Boys  and  the  Big 
Girls  what  wonderful  games  they  had 
played,  and  what  wonderful  things 
they  had  seen,  most  of  the  Big  Boys 


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and  Big  Girls  looked  upon  them  with 
mild  scorn  and  wondered  how  they 
could  care  for  such  childish  things. 
Nevertheless,  the  visiting  of  the 
Kingdom  of  the  little  ones  by  the 
few  Big  Children  who  were  tired  of 
their  own  way  of  playing  was  a  won- 
derful thing  for  the  Big  Children  of 
the  city. 

Just  how  the  Spirit  of  the  Little 
Children,  as  they  played  in  their  own 
little  Kingdom  of  a  place,  where  the 
clouds  of  Fear  Thoughts  and  Trou- 
ble Things  could  not  come,  finally 
came  to  be  the  salvation  of  the  Big 
Children  of  the  City  of  Trial  and 
Tribulation,  we  shall  soon  see. 


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II. 

Now  it  happened  that  one  of  the 
Big  Children,  who  had  visited  the 
playgrounds  of  the  Little  Children, 
took  a  notion  to  do  a  very  funny 
thing  —  something  that  none  of  the 
boys  on  his  street  had  ever  thought  of 
doing.  He  got  an  idea  that  he  wanted 
to  be  up  high,  where  he  could  look 
out  over  the  city  and  over  the  ocean 
which  was  near  at  hand.  So  he  built 
a  great  cupola  on  the  top  of  his 
house,  where  he  could  go  and  look 
out  over  the  city  and  the  ocean.  Here 
he  spent  much  time  looking  down 
upon  the  great  gray  sea  of  house-tops 
where  the  children  of  the  city  played 
at  keeping  house.  As  he  looked  out 
over  this  great  gray  sea  of  house-tops, 


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he  called  the  rows  of  houses  the  crests 
of  waves,  and  the  streets  between  the 
rows  of  houses,  where  the  Big  Chil- 
dren played  street  cars  and  truck 
driving  and  automobiling,  and  where 
the  Little  Children  played  hop- 
scotch and  ring-around-the-roses,  he 
called  the  troughs  of  the  waves.  And 
he  became  quite  proud  of  the  fact 
that,  while  the  other  children,  in  the 
ceaseless  surging  of  the  city's  sea, 
seemed  always  to  be  kept  in  the 
trough  of  the  waves,  he  had  learned 
how  to  rise  to  the  very  crest  of  his 
house-top  wave  and  stay  there  as  long 
as  he  wanted  to  stay. 

When  he  became  tired  of  looking 
out  over  this  great  gray  sea  of  the 
city,  splashed  here  and  there  with 
the  red  of  tiled  roofs,  he  would  look 
out  over  the  real  sea,  the  sea  that 


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was  sometimes  blue  and  sometimes 
gray  and  sometimes  green.  And  one 
night  just  at  sunset,  as  he  looked  out 
over  this  sea,  the  sea  was  a  beautiful 
blue.  Through  the  beautiful  blue  of 
the  sea  a  great  ship  came  sailing  in. 
And  the  sun  shone  upon  the  ship  and 
made  it — a  ship  of  gold  sailing  a  sea 
of  blue. 

When  James  Anderson — for  that 
was  the  Big  Boy's  name  —  saw  the 
ship  of  gold  sailing  the  sea  of  blue, 
when  he  saw  it  sailing  straight 
towards  him,  as  it  turned  in  at  the 
city's  golden  gate,  a  wonderful 
thought  flashed  through  his  mind, 
and  jumping  up  and  waving  his  cap, 
he  cried,  "Ah-ha  — ah-ha  !  My  ship 
is  coming  in!  My  ship  is  coming 
in !"  And  before  he  went  down  stairs 
to  play  tea-table  with  the  Big  Girl 


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who  played  that  she  was  his  wife, 
James  Anderson  took  out  his  jack- 
knife  and  carved  the  day,  month  and 
year  in  great  big  letters  on  the  wall 
of  the  cupola.  And  he  said  aloud, 
as  he  cut  the  letters,  "This,  Jamesie, 
my  boy,  is  your  lucky  day — your 
lucky  day.  We  must  not  forget  this 
day." 

After  that,  almost  every  night  at 
sunset,  James  Anderson  went  to  his 
cupola  and  watched  for  his  ship  to 
come  in — his  ship  of  gold  sailing  its 
sea  of  blue.  Often  he  had  many  other 
Big  Boys  and  Big  Girls  come  to  the 
cupola  with  him,  and  they  all  had 
great  sport  watching  the  many  things 
that  they  could  see  from  the  crest  of 
their  house-top  wave.  But  the  things 
above  all  others  that  they  loved  to 
watch  were  the  ships  of  gold  sailing 


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the  sea  of  blue.  Each  Big  Boy  and 
each  Big  Girl  would  pick  out  a  ship 
that  he  or  she  would  claim  as  his  or 
her  own;  and  when  there  were  not 
ships  enough  to  go  around,  there  was 
a  pretty  squabble,  I  can  tell  you, 
among  the  Big  Boys  and  the  Big 
Girls,  each  claiming  that  it  was  his 
or  her  ship  that  was  coming  in. 

Then  one  day  John  Sanderson,  a 
Big  Boy  who  lived  next  door  to 
James  Anderson,  and  who  had  been 
in  James  Anderson's  cupola  many 
times  to  look  out  over  the  city  to  see 
the  ships  come  in,  decided  that  he 
would  build  a  cupola  on  his  own 
house,  where  he  could  go  with  other 
Big  Boys  and  Big  Girls  and  see  their 
ships  come  in.  But  when  John  San- 
derson's cupola  was  built,  there  was 


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a  great  commotion  in  the  house  of 
James  Anderson  and  Ann  Anderson, 
the  Big  Girl  who  played  at  keeping 
house  with  him.  For,  what  do  you 
think,  the  new  cupola  on  the  top  of 
John  Sanderson's  house  cut  off  the 
ocean  view  from  the  cupola  of  James 
Anderson.  Only  a  tiny  strip  of  the 
ocean,  with  never  a  ship  of  sunset 
gold,  could  now  be  seen  from  James 
Anderson's  cupola.  Perhaps  it  is  no 
wonder  that  there  was  a  great  com- 
motion in  the  home  where  Big  Boy 
James  Anderson  and  Big  Girl  Ann 
Anderson  played  at  keeping  house. 

So  it  came  about  that  the  Big  Boy 
Anderson  and  the  Big  Boy  Sander- 
son, who  had  played  together  and 
who  had  been  good  friends  for  a  long 
time,  would  now  have  nothing  to  do 
with  each  other.  And  of  course  the 


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Big  Girl  Ann  Anderson  and  the  Big 
Girl  Susan  Sanderson  would  not  have 
anything  to  do  with  each  other.  The 
Andersons  said  that  the  Sandersons 
had  no  right  to  build  the  cupola 
where  it  would  cut  off  the  Anderson's 
view;  and  the  Sandersons  said  that 
the  land  and  the  house  and  the  cupola 
were  theirs  and  that  they  had  a  right 
to  do  with  them  just  as  they  pleased. 

So  the  clouds  of  Fear  Thoughts 
hung  heavily  and  the  Trouble  Things 
flew  thick  and  fast  in  the  Anderson- 
Sanderson  neighborhood  for  many 
months. 

Then  one  day  James  Anderson  and 
Ann  Anderson  were  sitting  quietly  in 
their  cupola,  looking  out  over  the 
great  gray  city.  Little  Charity  An- 
derson, who  played  that  she  was  the 
little  daughter  of  the  Big  Boy  James 


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Anderson  and  the  Big  Girl  Ann  An- 
derson, was  contentedly  playing  in 
the  nursery  just  below  them.  Susan, 
playing  housewife,  and  anxious  to 
have  everything  very  nice,  reached 
up  to  change  the  position  of  a  pic- 
ture that  hung  on  the  wall  of  the 
cupola.  As  she  took  it  down,  the 
letters  and  figures  that  had  been  cut 
in  the  wall  by  James  many  months 
before,  were  revealed. 

"Why,  James,"  said  Susan,  "when 
did  you  carve  Charity's  birthday  on 
this  wall?" 

"I  didn't  carve  Charity's  birthday 
on  the  wall,"  replied  James. 

"Yes  you  did  too,"  asserted  Ann. 
"There  it  is  right  up  there  in  big  let- 
ters— December  25 th,  1909." 

"Oh!  that!"  said  James.  "Why, 
that  is  not  Charity's  birthday — or 


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rather,  it  was  not  intended  to  cele- 
brate her  birthday.  That,  my  dear, 
is  the  first  day  I  saw  my  ship  come  in, 
before  that  rascal  of  a" — 

"Dad-ah  —  Dad-ah !"  called  a 
small  voice  from  the  nursery  below, 
please  come  play  with  me." 

"Before  that  rascal  of  a  Sander- 
son"— 

"Dah-ah!  Dad-ah!"  called  the 
same  small  voice  again.  And  before 
"Dad-ah"  could  finish  what  he  was 
going  to  say,  the  little  one  appeared 
in  her  own  tiny  person,  and  tugged 
strongly  at  the  big  finger  of  the  Big 
Boy  who  played  that  he  was  her 
father,  and  at  the  gold  chain  of  the 
Big  Girl  who  played  that  she  was  her 
mother.  The  little  one  explained 
that  it  was  time  for  school  to  begin 
and  that  the  scholars  must  come  in 


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right  away  so  that  they  would  not  be 
late  and  have  to  have  a  tardy  mark. 

So  the  Big,  Grown-Up  Boy  and 
the  Big,  Grown-Up  Girl,  who  played 
that  they  were  much  too  old  to  go  to 
school,  went  down  to  the  play-room 
of  the  Little  One.  The  little  chairs 
were  all  in  a  row,  and  the  tiny  rock- 
ing chair  of  the  Little  Teacher  sat 
out  in  front.  The  Little  Teacher  took 
her  place  and  the  Big  Boy  and  the 
Big  Girl  solemnly  but  gingerly  seat- 
ed themselves  on  the  school-room 
chairs. 

Then  school  began. 

"What  is  God?  Dad-ah,  you  may 
answer,  if  you  please,"  said  the  Little 
Teacher. 

"Please,  Teacher,"  said  the  Big 
Boy,  "I  didn't  know  this  was  Sunday 
School,  er  I  wouldn't  er  come." 


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The  Little  Teachers 

"I  bet  you  wouldn't,"  said  the  Big 
Girl,  behind  her  hand,  so  that  the 
Little  Teacher  might  not  hear. 

The  rather  rude  reply  of  the  Big 
Boy  pupil,  instead  of  hurting  the 
feelings  of  the  Little  Teacher,  seemed 
to  please  her  very  much.  It  seemed 
so  very  funny  to  her,  that  she  did 
something  that  Big  Girl  teachers 
never  would  think  of  doing — in  the 
school-room:  she  doubled  almost  up 
double  in  her  little  chair  and  filled 
the  air  with  soft  gurgles  of  merri- 
ment and  tiny  shrieks  of  laughter. 
But  she  soon  remembered  her  dignity 
as  a  teacher,  and  instead  of  running 
to  clasp  the  knees  of  the  Big  Boy 
pupil,  as  she  would  have  done  if 
school  had  not  been  keeping,  she 
stood  up  straight  beside  her  little 
teacher's  desk,  took  her  little  teach- 


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er's  ruler  firmly  in  her  right  hand, 
and  said  with  as  much  seriousness  as 
possible: 

"Don't  you  know,  Dad-ah,  dat 
Sunday  School  comes  first — 'fore  day 
school?  Child'n  allus  goes  t'  Sunday 
School  'fore  they  goes  t'  day  school. 
Didn't  you  know  dat,  Dad-ah?  I's 
s'prised  at  you.  After  you  goes  t' 
Sunday  School,  then  you  may  go  t' 
day  school." 

Then  the  Big  Girl  pupil  raised  her 
hand. 

"What  is  it,  Ann,"  said  the  Little 
Teacher,  gravely. 

ujames  didn't  answer  your  ques- 
tion. He  missed.  He  gets  a  goose- 
egg  for  that." 

But  the  Little  Teacher  evidently 
did  not  want  the  Big  Boy  to  miss,  so 
she  looked  at  him  a  bit  reproachfully 


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and  said,  "Don't  you  know  what  God 
is,  Dad-ah?" 

And  as  the  Big  Boy  hitched  in  his 
chair,  scratched  his  head,  and  looked 
at  the  ceiling,  the  Little  Teacher 
went  on,  something  of  the  sternness 
of  the  real  teacher  creeping  into  her 
voice,  "Don't  you  know  dat,  Dah- 
ah?  My  goodness  - 1'  -  graceless, 
Dad-ah,  I's  s'prised  at  you." 

The  Big  Girl  raised  her  hand 
again,  and  shook  it  frantically,  trying 
to  let  the  Little  Teacher  see  that  she 
could  answer  the  question.  But  the 
Little  Teacher  kept  her  serious  eyes 
and  eager  questions  pointed  at  the 
Big  Boy. 

"What  is  Love,  Dad-ah?" 

But  "Dad-ah"  was  not  more 
prompt  in  answering  this  question 
than  he  was  in  answering  the  other 


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one.  So  the  Little  Teacher  was 
forced  to  fall  back  upon  her  usual 
expression  of  astonishment,  "Good- 
ness-t'-graceless,  Dad-ah,  I  certainly 
is  s'prised  at  you." 

Then,  in  an  evidently  gentle  dis- 
gust at  the  deep  ignorance  of  her 
scholars,  the  Little  Teacher  under- 
took to  tell  them  the  answers  to  her 
questions. 

When  school  was  dismissed  a  few 
minutes  later,  the  pupils  did  not  say 
much  to  each  other.  They  only  in- 
quired very  seriously  of  the  Little 
Teacher  if  she  would  keep  school  at 
the  same  time  next  day.  And  as  they 
were  going  out  of  the  school-room 
the  Big  Girl  said  to  the  Big  Boy,  "I 
think,  James,  that  your  ship  did  come 
in,  that  Christmas  night — the  time 


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you  carved  the  date  in  the  cupola 
wall." 

So  it  came  about  that  the  Big  Boy 
James  Anderson  and  the  Big  Girl 
Ann  Anderson,  instead  of  going  up 
to  the  cupola  as  they  used  to  do,  at 
the  sunset  hour,  very  often  stopped 
at  the  nursery  and  went  to  school  to 
the  Little  Teacher.  They  forgot  the 
great  gray  sea  of  the  city  and  the 
sunset  sea  with  its  ships  of  gold,  and 
they  forgot,  too — for  the  time — their 
Fear  Thoughts  and  felt  not  the  sting 
of  Trouble  Things.  In  the  school- 
room with  the  Little  Teacher — who 
was  not  always  very  strict  and  who 
sometimes  climbed  on  the  laps  of  her 
pupils  —  the  Big  Boy  and  the  Big 
Girl  could  see  some  things  very  clear- 
ly. After  playing  all  day  with  the 
Big  Children,  where  the  clouds  of 


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Fear  Thoughts  and  Trouble  Things 
always  hung,  in  the  city  of  trial  and 
tribulation,  the  Big  Boy  Anderson 
and  the  Big  Girl  Anderson  found  it 
very  refreshing — although  they  did 
not  know  just  why — to  go  down  to 
the  place  where  the  Little  Teacher 
played  school  and  lived  as  in  a  little 
Kingdom  apart. 

Here  they  could  not  see  the  sea  of 
beautiful  blue  or  its  stately  ships  of 
sunset  gold.  But  they  did  not  miss 
these  things  very  much,  for  the  eyes 
of  the  Little  Teacher  were  very  very 
blue  and  very  very  deep.  And  when 
they  had  been  to  her  school  for  many 
days  they  found  themselves  looking 
far  into  the  silent  depths  of  these  deep 
blue  places ;  and  as  they  looked  they 
saw  a  tiny,  pearly  glow — a  tiny  light 
like  a  speck  of  a  sail  on  a  far  horizon. 


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But  as  they  looked  into  these  deep 
blue  places  day  after  day,  they  found 
that  the  light  that  they  saw  was  not 
like  a  sail — it  was  just  a  Light — a 
very  restful  Light.  And  as  the  Big 
Boy  and  the  Big  Girl  looked  at  the 
Light  in  the  eyes  of  the  Little  Teach- 
er day  after  day,  it  seemed  to  them 
that  her  eyes  were  little  openings 
through  which  they  looked  out  of  a 
darkened  world  into  a  Wonderful 
Place  of  Light.  Then  after  many 
more  days  it  seemed  to  the  Big  Boy 
and  the  Big  Girl  that  they  could  see 
this  Wonderful  Place  of  Light  every- 
where, even  when  they  were  not  look- 
ing through  the  places  of  the  Little 
Teacher's  eyes.  And  when  they 
could  see  this  Wonderful  Place  of 
Light  everywhere,  of  course  they 
could  not  see  the  clouds  of  Fear 


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The  Little  Teachers 

Thoughts  or  feel  the  sense  of  Trouble 
Things  anywhere.  When  they  played 
the  big  games  with  the  other  Big 
Boys  and  Big  Girls,  they  always 
Played  Fair,  and  they  always  knew 
when  they  were  Playing  Fair.  And 
when  they  Played  Fair,  their  games 
always  came  out  right. 

Gradually  other  Big  Boys  and  Big 
Girls  of  the  great  city  went  down  to 
play  with  the  Little  Children,  and 
learned  to  see  the  Wonderful  Place 
of  Light,  just  as  the  Big  Boy  James 
Anderson  and  the  Big  Girl  Ann  An- 
derson had  learned  to  see  it  through 
the  Little  Teacher,  Charity.  And 
the  strange  thing  about  it  was  that 
after  they  got  used  to  going  down  to 
the  Little  Children's  playground,  it 
did  not  seem  to  them  that  they  had 
to  "go  down"  to  get  there.  It  did  not 


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The  Little  Teachers 

seem  condescension  or  a  waste  of 
time  for  them  to  be  with  Little  Chil- 
dren. Indeed,  it  seemed  to  them  that 
they  "went  up"  to  get  where  the 
Little  Children  lived  and  when  they 
got  there,  it  seemed  as  though  they 
were  up  very  high  —  higher  than 
when  they  were  where  they  could 
look  out  over  the  great  cities  or  over 
blue  seas  where  treasure  ships  came 
in. 

And  that  was  the  way,  as  time  went 
on,  that  the  strange  city  where  only 
Big  Children  and  Next  Smaller 
Children  and  Little  Children  lived, 
changed  from  a  city  of  trial  and  trib- 
ulation to  a  Wonderful  Place  of 
Light. 


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